Nongmen's Charming Girl: The evil prince keeps chasing

Chapter 447 The little girl found her conscience?

On the willow shoots on the moon, the door squeaked and was pushed open. The girl was dressed in white and walked lazily outside the door: "Are you hungry?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, shouldn't they say that there is no serious problem, don't worry?

This style of painting seems wrong.

"Sister Lan, Feng'er is almost starved..." Zhifeng ran forward and grabbed Huangfu Zhilan's hand: "What do you want to eat?"

The corners of Huangfu Zhilan's mouth curled up: "Feng'er likes food..."

Everyone: "..."

Despised or rejected?

Fengqi Pavilion laughed and laughed, but Huangfu Zhiruo dragged her broken body back to the room, feeling hopeless.

So ruined?It was all caused by that little bitch Huangfu Zhilan.This hatred is irreconcilable!
The servant girl who was waiting beside her didn't dare to breathe, and the second young lady's expression was so scary...

After dinner, Huangfu Zhiruo covered herself from head to toe in black clothes, and slipped into Pang Ruoqing's room.

"Mother, you have to let Zhiruo decide..." Huangfu Zhiruo wailed, embellishing the matter.

Pang Ruoqing had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat and almost choked herself to death.

Damn it, commit a crime!The girl's face was pale, her eyes were dim with tears, and Pang Ruoqing felt pain in her heart, she was also the flesh and blood of her own hard-working pregnancy, how could anyone ruin it?
"Zhiruo, don't cry, mother will avenge you!" A flash of hatred flashed in Pang Ruoqing's eyes, hatred for Patriarch Huangfu Feng, hatred for his son who failed to live up to expectations, and even more hatred for Huangfu Zhilan's mother and son.

Since you don't want to make Mrs. Ben feel comfortable, then Mrs. Ben will have some fun for you, and I hope it won't be too pleasantly surprised...

Half an hour later, Pang Ruoqing smiled, returned to the room, took out an exquisite mask as thin as a cicada's wings from the box, put it on her face, changed her outfit, and disappeared into the room in the blink of an eye...

Huangfu Zhilan received the news, it was already an hour later, she frowned slightly, what was the boy doing out of the house?

As long as you don't provoke yourself, everything is easy to talk about.If you don't have eyes, ha ha... Don't blame this girl for being ruthless.

Zhifeng was thoughtful, and casually typed while drawing a picture.

"Sister Lan, why aren't you worried at all?"

"What's there to worry about?" Huangfu Zhilan was drawing the design drawings, and she would not affect her mentality because of the scumbags.

"Okay, Sister Lan, shall we follow the plan?" Zhifeng's hands froze, the young master likes to find someone to settle accounts...

Huangfu Zhilan couldn't laugh or cry: "Haven't you already arranged it?"

Zhifeng glanced at the corner of her mouth, Sister Lan was too smart, it would be better to say less.

The maids and servants of Fengqi Pavilion saw that the young master had come up with something new, and all of them rushed forward one after another with eyes like copper bells.

The euphemistic name is that they don't understand, if they don't ask clearly, how can they solve the problem?
Zhifeng's eyes turned and he thought about it: "Want to know the secret weapon of the young master? Isn't it impossible? One tael of silver per person."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, the young master is losing money...

snow clan...

Sitting under the peach tree, Ji Yue poured herself a drink. She couldn't count how many days it was when she was grounded.Feeling a little uneasy in my heart, I don't know what happened to the little girl?Will it be calculated?

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, and Ji Yue frowned slightly, keeping her composure and continuing to admire the beautiful scenery of Hanmei Aoxue.

"Brother Ji..." The girl's ethereal voice sounded at the door.

Ji Yue froze, and the little girl realized her conscience, came to rescue her from the sea of ​​suffering?

(End of this chapter)